mdarraug

My Life
2004-09-13 17:15:18 (UTC)

Steve

before I get into the real purpose of this entry, I'd just
like to say that the gross cougher was at it again today.
except today I was one row in front and only ONE seat over
from him. so if I get sick, we'll all know why...

Our landlord Steve is so bizarre. He really shouldn't be
allowed to rent houses. He's just so spacy and
irresponsible. If one of us hadn't lived here for the
past two years, we all would've been so lost and
confused. He never told us when we could move in or when
we had to start paying rent. The girl who lived here
before was here all summer and she cleaned up most of the
house when everyone moved out- and I mean some serious
cleaning. Then a few days later Steve had a woman come to
clean. He hadn't told J (the girl who cleaned) that the
woman was coming, so she did all that work for nothing.
Plus it was a surprise inconvenience. THEN what's worse
is that we all start moving in and he wants to start
painting all the rooms and taking care of handiwork around
the house. So not only is he trying to do this while the
house is already chaotic because we're moving in, but he
gets everything all dirty after having the woman come in
and clean!!!! And he never warned us exactly when he and
this creepy guy would be painting and whatnot, so for four
or five days, you never knew when you'd walk in the house
to find strange men wandering around. It was QUITE
disconcerting. He has a really annoying habit of just
dropping by randomly and walking right in. I've gone
around corners or into rooms after hearing someone and
expecting to see one of my house mates, then I come upon
Steve. It's rather unsettling. The worst experience yet
though, occurred maybe two weeks ago.

I was brushing my teeth one morning when the doorbell
starts ringing like mad. Not just the normal ding dong,
but DING DI DING DING DING all crazy and shit. So I went
out to the door but it stopped before I got there and
nobody was there. Whatever. I headed back to the
bathroom and it started up again as soon as I got there.
I went out again but stopped where I thought the person
might not be able to see me, but it stopped. I didn't see
anyone, but by this time I was pissed so I went back to
the bathroom and when it started again I said 'fuck this'
and ignored it. It stopped within a minute or two, but
maybe another minute later I heard a knock on the back
door, and I was going to ignore that as well, but then I
heard the door OPEN. At this point I was about to grab
the butcher's kife and just rip this asshole a new one. I
went to the door of the room that the back door opens into
and saw a head poking into the room from behind the door.
Now, I didn't have my contacts in so I couldn't tell at
first who it was. So I just stood there with a "What in
the fucking hell are you doing?" look on my face until
whoever it was turned to see me. When he spoke, I
recognized the voice- it was Steve. He told me that he
was fixing the doorbell and asked me if it was working. I
wanted to scream "I don't think it was ever broken, you
bloody fool!!" but I kept it to a simple "Yes". He
replied "Oh, good good" and then there was a pause before
he recollected that his head was in our house. I just
stood there staring in disbelief. When he realized that
he should remove himself, he said "Ok, well great, I'll
see you later then" and I thought to myself, 'Oh God,
please no!' as his head disappeared and the door closed.

He also came over to connect the cable in Jenny's room so
she could have a tv in there, and he fixed it up so that
her tv was connected but NOTHING else in the house was. J
fortunately was able to refix it so that everything worked-
amazing concept, everything working. He's just a random
inconsistent useless guy. He drives me nuts.




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